lost heart
off to your heart,
where you deny me,
off to your mind to brighten it,
while glooming my own,
to your hand to grab it,
while you snatch it away when others look upon you,
off to run behind you as if the point of acceptance will come with love and joy,
this is sucha difficult thing
difficult thing to love a man from pakistan.
to love the dreams that you run off to while sleeping,
only because thats the only love you could display.
for our gods above would never approve
our beliefs dont match.
ill give you the differant religion of love if i could,
and the feel of happiness.
oh my love has taken a hold of my heart
and will carry it to his home to his arranged family.
my beautiful never my beautiful goodbye my beautiful Saad.
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